Walk from your pilgrimage
Follow closely till your doom
Dream for another chance
Like I've done
Take each moment for granted
Then realize, suddenly
Time has no regrets
Only more choices
Blindly I
Walk the blooded path
Crazed on all things
So profound...
But I found you
Along the way...
Taken the breath out of me
You grasped me by my hand
Lead me to another place called
Dux
Blessed by the many people
I transpose
Into...Into...Into
A God
Only to realize I'm just another one strayed from the path of evil, brought only to a deeper and more conceited evil. Virtrous be the way for myself, I didn't even have to be crucified...or challenge any other being!
But I
Find myself stuck
Only to realize
Simple man was made
For these kind of interactions
Transpose, Transpose, Transpose
Falter, Muster, Gather.....
Please Please Please Let Me Get What I Want!
Give me my judgement!
Thursday, October 26, 2006
Tuesday, October 17, 2006
Wednesday, October 11, 2006
Daily Lesson
Iciion
Iciioooooon
Iciion
Decide on...
Oh get this....Mountain Dew in Dakota is "Ichige Chu!"
So whenever you sneeze just exclaim..."ICHAIGE CHU (e cha ghe CHU)
SEND THIS TO 49979237929327923792927236940027307101073 PEOPLE OR YOU WILL DIE!!!
BOOYAKAH!
Iciioooooon
Iciion
Decide on...
Oh get this....Mountain Dew in Dakota is "Ichige Chu!"
So whenever you sneeze just exclaim..."ICHAIGE CHU (e cha ghe CHU)
SEND THIS TO 49979237929327923792927236940027307101073 PEOPLE OR YOU WILL DIE!!!
BOOYAKAH!
Tuesday, October 10, 2006
SNAKE!!!!!!
"Test subject number 3 and 5's vitals are normal, the other 6 subjects are deceased."
"Remove the wastes, and get a blood sample from 3 and 5."
"Yes doctor right away."
Dr.Geltman switched off his intercom. He leaned back in his chair. Hands behind his head, he sighed. The government agency known as FOXHOUND was paying him and his genetic research team to extract the genetic remains of a soldier named "Big Boss." Geltman stood from his chair and looked at his team, going from place to place with gadgets in hand. Geltman approached his desk. His hand pushed the intercom button in.
"Bring me the specimens."
"Yes sir."
Geltman didn't know the significance of this soldier. Nor did he care. Geltman and his crew were the most advanced genetic research team in the world. A knock at his office door jerked his head from his memo on his desk labeled "CONFIDENTIAL"
"Sir..."
The lab assitant presented the infants. They looked identical. Geltman had been the first man in the world to create twins. Genetic twins.
"Les Enfant Terribles..."
Geltman looked upon his subjects. He was empowered with intense joy. He picked up the phone on his desk and hit a single button.
"Mr. President...they are ready."
"Remove the wastes, and get a blood sample from 3 and 5."
"Yes doctor right away."
Dr.Geltman switched off his intercom. He leaned back in his chair. Hands behind his head, he sighed. The government agency known as FOXHOUND was paying him and his genetic research team to extract the genetic remains of a soldier named "Big Boss." Geltman stood from his chair and looked at his team, going from place to place with gadgets in hand. Geltman approached his desk. His hand pushed the intercom button in.
"Bring me the specimens."
"Yes sir."
Geltman didn't know the significance of this soldier. Nor did he care. Geltman and his crew were the most advanced genetic research team in the world. A knock at his office door jerked his head from his memo on his desk labeled "CONFIDENTIAL"
"Sir..."
The lab assitant presented the infants. They looked identical. Geltman had been the first man in the world to create twins. Genetic twins.
"Les Enfant Terribles..."
Geltman looked upon his subjects. He was empowered with intense joy. He picked up the phone on his desk and hit a single button.
"Mr. President...they are ready."
Monday, October 09, 2006
Jux
Take your sentimental time
Just relax think straight
Hope that you're alright and well
Cause I know the problem
The only reason we fight & scream
The last thing we need is regret
While I
Try to
Tell you why
Things knee deep
The alarm clicks on
Hide from the deafing sound
Bring back that old sense
Sense of compassion
While I
Try to
Tell you why
Now I know why
Its finally my time
Snicker and fade away
Twist your face
While I
Try to
Tell you why
Show me that you can do it
Show me you can just go
Show me that you care
Just relax think straight
Hope that you're alright and well
Cause I know the problem
The only reason we fight & scream
The last thing we need is regret
While I
Try to
Tell you why
Things knee deep
The alarm clicks on
Hide from the deafing sound
Bring back that old sense
Sense of compassion
While I
Try to
Tell you why
Now I know why
Its finally my time
Snicker and fade away
Twist your face
While I
Try to
Tell you why
Show me that you can do it
Show me you can just go
Show me that you care
Anal Ravity (A Note To Draggier)
Shove it
Feel it
Love it
Something has gotta change...
Gossiping widening...
Thrusting..
Its okay relax
Time for a new
Method that we can all hear and see
I need it
I want it
Deep inside it hurts
I hurt
Til your ass is blue
And bleeding
Thats the price of gossip fucking
(bring..some..wate..)
Maybe some other day
There will be another subtlety
But now we all know what we love
At first we're curious then
We realize this is hurt but as time
Spreads with more and more
Rumormongers fuck us until simply there is
Only the truth and pain
Left to be viewed
Is there anything..
You'll feel deep down inside that
Nothing can change the fact I'm just
Another gossip fuck lying on the road with
Vomit streaming down my face and a smile on my face.
Feel it
Love it
Something has gotta change...
Gossiping widening...
Thrusting..
Its okay relax
Time for a new
Method that we can all hear and see
I need it
I want it
Deep inside it hurts
I hurt
Til your ass is blue
And bleeding
Thats the price of gossip fucking
(bring..some..wate..)
Maybe some other day
There will be another subtlety
But now we all know what we love
At first we're curious then
We realize this is hurt but as time
Spreads with more and more
Rumormongers fuck us until simply there is
Only the truth and pain
Left to be viewed
Is there anything..
You'll feel deep down inside that
Nothing can change the fact I'm just
Another gossip fuck lying on the road with
Vomit streaming down my face and a smile on my face.
Friday, October 06, 2006
Tile Conferences
I open the door and walk in. The light flickers on and off. Smell of piss & shit rampant. There's no getting around it. Stand along side the wall and think to yourself. The sublties of the day. Oh how great they can be.
....of extreme loudness and uber crazy loud remarks. Smart arrogancies throughout the day. What's this? Car crash in the lot..haha losers. Suddenly striking......
"Give me that..."
"What are you the weiner police!?"
He takes my book. Throws it down and splits it into two. I run away.
(Flap back to reality)
I'm leaning now against the tiles. They are just like everyone else, cold and squarish, never taking the risk yet playing the ass hole game. I lean away from the tiles and exit out the door. I walk down the hallways into the next room. "It's like a game of rock, paper, scissors." How funny. An english class discussing politics and the balance between the 3 branches. Oh goody. "SHUT UP!" The teacher hands out the tests and there goes another student out the door with utter confusion.
Like I woke up in wonderland, black holes all over the praries.
Simlar to forgetting...
Can anyone show me where to go?
"Hey do you know...shit."
The only one to know.
The only one to sew.
C'mon now, expand and arise.
Walk through the halls once again.
Turn the dial over and over.
Get the shit and go.
Who woulda thought....
....of extreme loudness and uber crazy loud remarks. Smart arrogancies throughout the day. What's this? Car crash in the lot..haha losers. Suddenly striking......
"Give me that..."
"What are you the weiner police!?"
He takes my book. Throws it down and splits it into two. I run away.
(Flap back to reality)
I'm leaning now against the tiles. They are just like everyone else, cold and squarish, never taking the risk yet playing the ass hole game. I lean away from the tiles and exit out the door. I walk down the hallways into the next room. "It's like a game of rock, paper, scissors." How funny. An english class discussing politics and the balance between the 3 branches. Oh goody. "SHUT UP!" The teacher hands out the tests and there goes another student out the door with utter confusion.
Like I woke up in wonderland, black holes all over the praries.
Simlar to forgetting...
Can anyone show me where to go?
"Hey do you know...shit."
The only one to know.
The only one to sew.
C'mon now, expand and arise.
Walk through the halls once again.
Turn the dial over and over.
Get the shit and go.
Who woulda thought....
Thursday, September 28, 2006
Here is
Here is your home
My thoughts are my own
Look through the ash
Make your path
Go your own way
Take your wishes
And find another place to dwell
Lend me no help
Gotta go (x2)
Gotta roll (x2)
Let's Go!!!!
Make your way home
Go alone
Its the only place you know
Muster the smarts
Defy what we know
Time to Go!!!
Gotta find that space
That space
Memories creep on your skin
Lock you within
The greatest prison
That you made with your own decision
But now....
Lend me no help
Gotta go (x2)
Gotta roll (x2)
Let's Go!!!!
Make your way home
Go alone
Its the only place you know
Muster the smarts
Defy what we know
Time To Go!!!!!!!!
My thoughts are my own
Look through the ash
Make your path
Go your own way
Take your wishes
And find another place to dwell
Lend me no help
Gotta go (x2)
Gotta roll (x2)
Let's Go!!!!
Make your way home
Go alone
Its the only place you know
Muster the smarts
Defy what we know
Time to Go!!!
Gotta find that space
That space
Memories creep on your skin
Lock you within
The greatest prison
That you made with your own decision
But now....
Lend me no help
Gotta go (x2)
Gotta roll (x2)
Let's Go!!!!
Make your way home
Go alone
Its the only place you know
Muster the smarts
Defy what we know
Time To Go!!!!!!!!
Wednesday, August 30, 2006
...?
More you want?
I've given you all I have
The only thing you left me was my soul
And let me tell you
You sure as hell left it lonely and beaten
The wounds are just now healing
The marks are visible
I know you can see them
With your deadly vision
You've taken my style
You've taken my senses
All but my soul
Yet you want more...
My body aches for something new
Pains in my side
Demented thoughts in my head
Where'd these come from?
Did you leave these here when you had my style?
Here take your shit and go
Let me lay here
The last thing I need is a relapse
Oh wait I already know the first steps
...Drink plenty of fluids
Get rest
Stay inside....
You have nothing now?
No reply?
Why the silence?
....?
I've given you all I have
The only thing you left me was my soul
And let me tell you
You sure as hell left it lonely and beaten
The wounds are just now healing
The marks are visible
I know you can see them
With your deadly vision
You've taken my style
You've taken my senses
All but my soul
Yet you want more...
My body aches for something new
Pains in my side
Demented thoughts in my head
Where'd these come from?
Did you leave these here when you had my style?
Here take your shit and go
Let me lay here
The last thing I need is a relapse
Oh wait I already know the first steps
...Drink plenty of fluids
Get rest
Stay inside....
You have nothing now?
No reply?
Why the silence?
....?
Monday, August 28, 2006
Sanctum
Puddles on the cold floor
The fluorescent lighting illumanting
Smells from the sewer linger
My hands tremble
The washing machine turns & churns
Fluids fill up the hole in the floor
My home
No matter the struggle outside
I always find the cold, to be pure
To fill me up
Lonely, yet not
Scared, yet proud
Thinking, yet staring
Staring into the cracks in the walls
Wonder if they'll ever shatter
And crush me from under them
(Fade out....)
"This place, it just feels different."
"Who really cares..."
"I know, I just want to feel like I'm at home again"
"Look at it like this, what did you have from the old home?"
"I had.....my room"
"You still do, just now you're in a new place"
"Yeah you're right, I just wanna.....feel...you know what I'm sayin..."
"Well Cochise, you do that on your time; I'm here just for a little bit"
(Smile)
"Well my time is up, a new beginning is waiting here for you, go on and keep it up, you'll be suprised with what you find."
"Maybe its just my own mind playing tricks with me..."
"Oh no, never, your mind is aware of what its doing, subconcisouly that is, but in your conscious state, you're a wreck, go with the flow, but have fun."
"...I will"
The world seems like a blur when bewilderment strikes you in your dreams.
The fluorescent lighting illumanting
Smells from the sewer linger
My hands tremble
The washing machine turns & churns
Fluids fill up the hole in the floor
My home
No matter the struggle outside
I always find the cold, to be pure
To fill me up
Lonely, yet not
Scared, yet proud
Thinking, yet staring
Staring into the cracks in the walls
Wonder if they'll ever shatter
And crush me from under them
(Fade out....)
"This place, it just feels different."
"Who really cares..."
"I know, I just want to feel like I'm at home again"
"Look at it like this, what did you have from the old home?"
"I had.....my room"
"You still do, just now you're in a new place"
"Yeah you're right, I just wanna.....feel...you know what I'm sayin..."
"Well Cochise, you do that on your time; I'm here just for a little bit"
(Smile)
"Well my time is up, a new beginning is waiting here for you, go on and keep it up, you'll be suprised with what you find."
"Maybe its just my own mind playing tricks with me..."
"Oh no, never, your mind is aware of what its doing, subconcisouly that is, but in your conscious state, you're a wreck, go with the flow, but have fun."
"...I will"
The world seems like a blur when bewilderment strikes you in your dreams.
Through the door
I go
Do I see my end?
Do I see a new beginning?
Either way
I'm prepared
For too long
I've been like this
I felt a little bit like me the other day
Although
Fear is death, living death
Overconfidence = arrogance
So where is the line?
But, I have to say
Is there anyway back once that line is crossed
I go
Do I see my end?
Do I see a new beginning?
Either way
I'm prepared
For too long
I've been like this
I felt a little bit like me the other day
Although
Fear is death, living death
Overconfidence = arrogance
So where is the line?
But, I have to say
Is there anyway back once that line is crossed
Sunday, August 27, 2006
15 Years
For fifteen years I was quiet
Held back
Seen as a mute
Locked in by the very ones I loved
Until
A new person entered into my life
He changed the way those I cherished
Swayed my god against me
Such a damn child
How long is the question
How long can I stay quiet?
Will the pain be quick?
Zero Hour
15 years of rage
15 years of tears
15 years of deception
15 years of an abused mind
Explode at once
Punching the walls
Ripping apart my memories
I closed the door
And closed the shutters
Took a seat on the floor
And layed their and prayed
That one day "I'll be back"
...Pain...
One year later
It seems like I'm coming back
Opening the door slightly
Just to see whats outside my door
Its too bright
My eyes have become used to seeing darkness
Finding my way
Numb
Just like a credit card company they come at me
Wanting me to sign up with them; I accept without looking in my own wallet
Seems like I'm not quite yet ready to pay
But why does it hurt so?
Shaken by minor things
Renown for my abilites
Becoming I
Events outsides the home, now overtaking me
Social Butterfly, exactly what I've become
From dead maggot to beautiful butterfly
To good to be true
Just like any credit card deal
My wings (Mind)
Ripped apart and left in the open plains
Quivering from the pain
I can't even close the door
......
Winds blow
My remains lay in defeat
I accept
I become part of the earth
Once again
Acceptance
What a bitch to agree with
Where am I now?
Do I even know?
These lights
Smells new and unknown
Intresting
Distance is now my best friend
I realize the puzzle before me
Combined with elements of moral understanding
I walk this path before me now
Rebuilding as I make my way
Through this maze I find
Memories
Old intrests
Warmth
Light
I come into view of the door to this labryinth
I grasp the door handle
Electricty inside my body; fluxuates
The tumblers fall to my grip on the door handle
As I twist; memories far & distant return
Reinventing the way I think
I open the door to find
A new shade
Darkness & Light linger in equilibrium
Through torment & agony
Through deception & lies
Through myself
I say "I'm back."
Held back
Seen as a mute
Locked in by the very ones I loved
Until
A new person entered into my life
He changed the way those I cherished
Swayed my god against me
Such a damn child
How long is the question
How long can I stay quiet?
Will the pain be quick?
Zero Hour
15 years of rage
15 years of tears
15 years of deception
15 years of an abused mind
Explode at once
Punching the walls
Ripping apart my memories
I closed the door
And closed the shutters
Took a seat on the floor
And layed their and prayed
That one day "I'll be back"
...Pain...
One year later
It seems like I'm coming back
Opening the door slightly
Just to see whats outside my door
Its too bright
My eyes have become used to seeing darkness
Finding my way
Numb
Just like a credit card company they come at me
Wanting me to sign up with them; I accept without looking in my own wallet
Seems like I'm not quite yet ready to pay
But why does it hurt so?
Shaken by minor things
Renown for my abilites
Becoming I
Events outsides the home, now overtaking me
Social Butterfly, exactly what I've become
From dead maggot to beautiful butterfly
To good to be true
Just like any credit card deal
My wings (Mind)
Ripped apart and left in the open plains
Quivering from the pain
I can't even close the door
......
Winds blow
My remains lay in defeat
I accept
I become part of the earth
Once again
Acceptance
What a bitch to agree with
Where am I now?
Do I even know?
These lights
Smells new and unknown
Intresting
Distance is now my best friend
I realize the puzzle before me
Combined with elements of moral understanding
I walk this path before me now
Rebuilding as I make my way
Through this maze I find
Memories
Old intrests
Warmth
Light
I come into view of the door to this labryinth
I grasp the door handle
Electricty inside my body; fluxuates
The tumblers fall to my grip on the door handle
As I twist; memories far & distant return
Reinventing the way I think
I open the door to find
A new shade
Darkness & Light linger in equilibrium
Through torment & agony
Through deception & lies
Through myself
I say "I'm back."
Saturday, August 26, 2006
EWAH!!!! (I^)
We're gonna go and overcome!!!
EWAH!!!!!
Fight the non-veraicoius ones!!!
EWAH!!!!
EYAAAAH!!!
Feed ourselves this pleasurable feeling!!!
EYAH!!!!
Or are we to fall?
EWAH!!!
(Thats the warrior spirit!!!)
Claim the King's Throne!!
EWAH!!!
Sit and stare upon the peasants, feel their own individualism dwindle away under his control. Changing their personal appearances to please the King. I see this King, most believe and trust this King with our lives. He fills people with dreams & hopes as long as you surrender your finances & personal ambitions. The King sucks all of them dry, leeching if you will. I alone, will chase away this leech with my poisonus smoke. My inner-self will kill this King. I'll be the one to sneak up and strike him in the back. He will fall.
I now find out there are more like I, wanting to chase this King out. Destroy him and all of his power. Take back what we had, before he came to power. Some question how he came to be. Simple. He needs to find the key to popularity....which is conformity. He amends to all the ways of the masses and thats when it happens. When he steals your tea & biscuits. When all of the people under this King; need something more. They need dreams, not false-draining hopes. Through dreams they will find their once lost ambitions. Which will be the fuel for bringing individualism back into the shells of these people; which then they will be able to breathe how they want. Look how they want, pay the toll if they please. That is the world we need. The world that can be restored.
EWAH!!!!!
Fight the non-veraicoius ones!!!
EWAH!!!!
EYAAAAH!!!
Feed ourselves this pleasurable feeling!!!
EYAH!!!!
Or are we to fall?
EWAH!!!
(Thats the warrior spirit!!!)
Claim the King's Throne!!
EWAH!!!
Sit and stare upon the peasants, feel their own individualism dwindle away under his control. Changing their personal appearances to please the King. I see this King, most believe and trust this King with our lives. He fills people with dreams & hopes as long as you surrender your finances & personal ambitions. The King sucks all of them dry, leeching if you will. I alone, will chase away this leech with my poisonus smoke. My inner-self will kill this King. I'll be the one to sneak up and strike him in the back. He will fall.
I now find out there are more like I, wanting to chase this King out. Destroy him and all of his power. Take back what we had, before he came to power. Some question how he came to be. Simple. He needs to find the key to popularity....which is conformity. He amends to all the ways of the masses and thats when it happens. When he steals your tea & biscuits. When all of the people under this King; need something more. They need dreams, not false-draining hopes. Through dreams they will find their once lost ambitions. Which will be the fuel for bringing individualism back into the shells of these people; which then they will be able to breathe how they want. Look how they want, pay the toll if they please. That is the world we need. The world that can be restored.
Wednesday, August 16, 2006
A Scream Only To Become A Whisper
Tiny splinters are in your soul (and they remain there)
++
Darkest life in the deepest hole (you sit and pray there)
--
**
All the deals from the things you've done (you wouldn't ever work for)
What you thought was so much fun (you have to pay for)
++
Darkest life in the deepest hole (you sit and pray there)
--
**
All the deals from the things you've done (you wouldn't ever work for)
What you thought was so much fun (you have to pay for)
Tuesday, August 15, 2006
Sunday, August 13, 2006
Kingdom Hearts Character
 | You scored as Sora. You are Sora. You are the chosen holder of the keyblade, and a damn good swordsman at that. Your light is strong, and your heart is pure. Don't ever turn to the darkness.
Which Kingdom Hearts Character are you? (pics) created with QuizFarm.com |
These quizzes, I tell ya, damn addictive. But on another sidenote, I finally started playing Kingdom Hearts II and HOT DAMN that is a bad-ass game!!!
Saturday, August 12, 2006
Metal Gear 2: Solid Snake
Metal Gear 2: Solid Snake - 1999
With the frigid relationships between USA and Russia and China and Russia thawing, the nations lead to the settling down of local conflicts, and the world is finally beginning to neutralize.
It is 1999, the nuclear threat of this century is leaving us, and we are ready to welcome the new stable 21st century.
However, a fraction of the populace does not accept this peace...
In the Middle East, a breeze of unstableness is blowing. Zanzibar Land, a small republic just next to Russia, China and the Arab nations, founds a military government.
It raids "Nuclear Arms for Disposal Storage" sites around the world and robs weapons that were still not disposed of, making it the sole nuclear-armed nation in the world, and begins non-discriminate invasions of nearby countries.
In a world which disposes of nuclear employment, Zanzibar Land's nuclear power is becoming a real emergency. A nuclear threat is budding once again.
At the same time, oil resources are quickly growing scarce. Despite the foretelling that they would last more than 30 years, the world is facing a serious energy source crisis with no alternative supply to oil.
Then, a Czech biologist named Kio Marv invents a micro specimen - "OILIX", which rectifies high-quality oil.
The world is once again in a tension regarding "OILIX". Dr. Marv is kidnapped by Zanzibarian radicals on his trip from Czechoslovakia to America. Zanzibar Land is trying to gain its military superiority through nuclear arms and "OILIX".
...A micro-organism the size of a few micrometers is going to decide the fate of the world.
A top-secret order goes down to Solid Snake, former Foxhounder.
"Single-handedly sneak into Zanzibar Land, and rescue Dr. Kio Marv!"
Snake must now rescue the doctor and take out a new, more poweful Metal Gear.
Snake single-hendedly sneaks into Zanzibar and runs across and old "friend."
Big Boss is back and he has brought a new Metal Gear with him.
Boss, this time showing fear from Snake leaves him to deal with Metal Gear and the remaining Zanzibarian troops.
Snake destroys the Metal Gear and narrowly escapes the exploding Zanzibarian fortress via helecopter.
It is unknown wheter or not Big Boss survived this encounter as well.
He is victorious once more and decideds on a normal life, one away from the military...
He retires to a far away cabin near the Twin Lakes area of the Alaskan mountains. Here he learns that he is suffering Post-Tramatic-Stress-Disorder (PTSD) as a result of his recent missions. This results in flashbacks and other mental anguish. Because of this, Snake gets into huskie racing in order to limit his condition. Snake is preparing for a 1049 mile sleigh race between Anchorage and Nome when he get's a call from former Foxhound commander, Roy Cambell...
With the frigid relationships between USA and Russia and China and Russia thawing, the nations lead to the settling down of local conflicts, and the world is finally beginning to neutralize.
It is 1999, the nuclear threat of this century is leaving us, and we are ready to welcome the new stable 21st century.
However, a fraction of the populace does not accept this peace...
In the Middle East, a breeze of unstableness is blowing. Zanzibar Land, a small republic just next to Russia, China and the Arab nations, founds a military government.
It raids "Nuclear Arms for Disposal Storage" sites around the world and robs weapons that were still not disposed of, making it the sole nuclear-armed nation in the world, and begins non-discriminate invasions of nearby countries.
In a world which disposes of nuclear employment, Zanzibar Land's nuclear power is becoming a real emergency. A nuclear threat is budding once again.
At the same time, oil resources are quickly growing scarce. Despite the foretelling that they would last more than 30 years, the world is facing a serious energy source crisis with no alternative supply to oil.
Then, a Czech biologist named Kio Marv invents a micro specimen - "OILIX", which rectifies high-quality oil.
The world is once again in a tension regarding "OILIX". Dr. Marv is kidnapped by Zanzibarian radicals on his trip from Czechoslovakia to America. Zanzibar Land is trying to gain its military superiority through nuclear arms and "OILIX".
...A micro-organism the size of a few micrometers is going to decide the fate of the world.
A top-secret order goes down to Solid Snake, former Foxhounder.
"Single-handedly sneak into Zanzibar Land, and rescue Dr. Kio Marv!"
Snake must now rescue the doctor and take out a new, more poweful Metal Gear.
Snake single-hendedly sneaks into Zanzibar and runs across and old "friend."
Big Boss is back and he has brought a new Metal Gear with him.
Boss, this time showing fear from Snake leaves him to deal with Metal Gear and the remaining Zanzibarian troops.
Snake destroys the Metal Gear and narrowly escapes the exploding Zanzibarian fortress via helecopter.
It is unknown wheter or not Big Boss survived this encounter as well.
He is victorious once more and decideds on a normal life, one away from the military...
He retires to a far away cabin near the Twin Lakes area of the Alaskan mountains. Here he learns that he is suffering Post-Tramatic-Stress-Disorder (PTSD) as a result of his recent missions. This results in flashbacks and other mental anguish. Because of this, Snake gets into huskie racing in order to limit his condition. Snake is preparing for a 1049 mile sleigh race between Anchorage and Nome when he get's a call from former Foxhound commander, Roy Cambell...
Metal Gear Snake's Revenge
Snake's Revenge - Somewhere between 1995 and 1999
Snake is called into action once again...
This time, a man by the name of Higharolla Kockamamie has captured a large sum of nuclear weapons.
He plans on using them to take control of the world.
Snake suspectes that Kockamamie may be another Big Boss alias. He has a sneaking suspicion that Big Boss survived the Outer Heaven encounter.
He gathers a huge army, like never before seen, to guard his "Fortress Fanatic."
Foxhound, now under the command of Roy Cambell, sends Snake and two comrades.
John Turner,(J.T.) of the Air Forces super-secretive intelligence.
And, Commando Nick "La Bomba" Myer, the explosives expert and leader of the Nitroglycerin Division at Foxhound.
They invade the Fortress Fanatic and defeat Kockamamie. Unfortunatly, for Snake, Big Boss is not involved in this terrorist activity.
They destroy the second Metal Gear threat.
Sometime after this, Snake leaves Foxhound for an early retirement.
Snake is called into action once again...
This time, a man by the name of Higharolla Kockamamie has captured a large sum of nuclear weapons.
He plans on using them to take control of the world.
Snake suspectes that Kockamamie may be another Big Boss alias. He has a sneaking suspicion that Big Boss survived the Outer Heaven encounter.
He gathers a huge army, like never before seen, to guard his "Fortress Fanatic."
Foxhound, now under the command of Roy Cambell, sends Snake and two comrades.
John Turner,(J.T.) of the Air Forces super-secretive intelligence.
And, Commando Nick "La Bomba" Myer, the explosives expert and leader of the Nitroglycerin Division at Foxhound.
They invade the Fortress Fanatic and defeat Kockamamie. Unfortunatly, for Snake, Big Boss is not involved in this terrorist activity.
They destroy the second Metal Gear threat.
Sometime after this, Snake leaves Foxhound for an early retirement.
Metal Gear
Metal Gear - 1995
200km north of Salzburg, deep in South Africa.
Outer Heaven...
An armed fortress was taken control of in the late 1990s by a mercenary named General Vernon CaTaffy...
Top secret information was intercepted...
Inside the fortress a weapon would lie. A weapon that could change the face of earth warfare as we knew it...
Orders were sent to the hi-tech informal squad Foxhound, and Command sent a merc named "Grey Fox," to infiltrate and acquire more information about the weapon.
The operation was given the codenname: "INTRUDE N313".
However, a few days later, contact with Grey Fox was broken after an urgent but short message, "...metal gear..."
Government superiors found this crucial, and again ordered Foxhound into action, leaving all their hopes in the mercenary, "Solid Snake".
Snake single-handedly snuck into Outer Heaven, contacting resistance members such as Schneider, Jennifer and Diane. With their help, he rescued the captive Grey Fox. He learned from Fox about the nuclear-mounted heavy walking tank called, "Metal Gear". Outer Heaven was going to win military superiority using this "Metal Gear."
Snake rescued an Eastern scientist, Dr. Petrovich Madnar, who was the developer of Metal Gear. Madnar was kidnapped by the enemy and was being used to reform their base with modern technology. Snake also rescued the doctor's daughter Ellen, and from Petrovich, he learned the weaknesses of Metal Gear, and how to destroy it.
However, the closer Snake came to finding out the vital truth of the whole operation, the more cunning were the traps he had to overcome.
It was as if all his actions were being leaked into enemy acknowledgment...
Schneider, who was the leader of the resistance, fell into enemy hands. Snake, vows to avenge Schnieder's death against the enemy.
Finally, Snake reached the Metal Gear and destroyed it...
Surprisingly, the general commander of Foxhound was waiting for him...
The man responsible for mission N313 was Big Boss.
From the very beginning, Big Boss used Snake as a pawn for his own evil deeds.
He had jammed all vital information that Snake had sent to Foxhound. They knew nothing!
Big Boss had controlled Outer Heven under the alias of "Vernon CaTaffy" in order to trick Foxhound.
In the 100th floor underground, with no dogmas nor policies involved, a battle between the two men raged...
And Snake left only the smoldering remains of Outer Heaven behind him.
200km north of Salzburg, deep in South Africa.
Outer Heaven...
An armed fortress was taken control of in the late 1990s by a mercenary named General Vernon CaTaffy...
Top secret information was intercepted...
Inside the fortress a weapon would lie. A weapon that could change the face of earth warfare as we knew it...
Orders were sent to the hi-tech informal squad Foxhound, and Command sent a merc named "Grey Fox," to infiltrate and acquire more information about the weapon.
The operation was given the codenname: "INTRUDE N313".
However, a few days later, contact with Grey Fox was broken after an urgent but short message, "...metal gear..."
Government superiors found this crucial, and again ordered Foxhound into action, leaving all their hopes in the mercenary, "Solid Snake".
Snake single-handedly snuck into Outer Heaven, contacting resistance members such as Schneider, Jennifer and Diane. With their help, he rescued the captive Grey Fox. He learned from Fox about the nuclear-mounted heavy walking tank called, "Metal Gear". Outer Heaven was going to win military superiority using this "Metal Gear."
Snake rescued an Eastern scientist, Dr. Petrovich Madnar, who was the developer of Metal Gear. Madnar was kidnapped by the enemy and was being used to reform their base with modern technology. Snake also rescued the doctor's daughter Ellen, and from Petrovich, he learned the weaknesses of Metal Gear, and how to destroy it.
However, the closer Snake came to finding out the vital truth of the whole operation, the more cunning were the traps he had to overcome.
It was as if all his actions were being leaked into enemy acknowledgment...
Schneider, who was the leader of the resistance, fell into enemy hands. Snake, vows to avenge Schnieder's death against the enemy.
Finally, Snake reached the Metal Gear and destroyed it...
Surprisingly, the general commander of Foxhound was waiting for him...
The man responsible for mission N313 was Big Boss.
From the very beginning, Big Boss used Snake as a pawn for his own evil deeds.
He had jammed all vital information that Snake had sent to Foxhound. They knew nothing!
Big Boss had controlled Outer Heven under the alias of "Vernon CaTaffy" in order to trick Foxhound.
In the 100th floor underground, with no dogmas nor policies involved, a battle between the two men raged...
And Snake left only the smoldering remains of Outer Heaven behind him.
Sunday, August 06, 2006
Dreams
The following post is written to help me keep track of my dreams, as well as to entertain whoever is out there. Enjoy.
Dream 1: I'm driving with 3 friends of mine. It seems as if we are heading to Shakopee for some reason. We came across a hotel I used to stay at when I was younger, the Super 8 hotel in Shakopee. We unloaded our bags and went to the room. I remember everyone else was down at the pool having fun, except me. I was doing some computer work. I seemed stressed out and then my friend came up and hugged me. After that I woke up.
After expierencing dream 1, I woke up in the same position I always have when I wake up in when I have crazy dreams. Cocooned in my own blankets. I woke up and looked at the clock 4:13
I went back to sleep.
Dream 2: (Forward) This next dream is a bit more suspense filled, reminds me of the movie Signs. But Anyways....
Dream 2 starts off with me seeing this family just doing ordinary house work/farm work when all of a sudden there is a crash in the midst of their corn fields. I remember seeing the family figures running back into their houses and locking everything up. Here's where it becomes like a movie cross, between Signs & The Thing. The way these aliens "overcame" was by inducing a stinger like thing to peoples necks. But they also had a very simple down fall and that was something like pepper. Once again upon waking, cocoon state.
Dream 3: (Forward) This dream reminds me of being in New Mexico, with all the crazy mountains. In this dream, it was me, Kevin Bacon, and Emilo Estevez just out running cross country across the rugged terrain of New Mexio or somewhere like that. Kevin Bacon brought his music and so he was sorta of like the "loner." Emilo was always ahead of me. The only significant I remember about this dream was that I was trying to climb up this incline and I remember I stopped to rest but I ended up falling asleep (in dream). I almost lost balance when Emilo shook up me. I wonder what woulda happened if I'd fallen? Hmmm. I remember climbing up top. Then I woke up.
This time when I woke up, I woke with my one leg off my bed, my head in the frame, and one arm under me, the other in the frame.
I don't know the significance of noting the sleeping patterns, but somewheres I read that you should remember how you wake up.
Dream 1: I'm driving with 3 friends of mine. It seems as if we are heading to Shakopee for some reason. We came across a hotel I used to stay at when I was younger, the Super 8 hotel in Shakopee. We unloaded our bags and went to the room. I remember everyone else was down at the pool having fun, except me. I was doing some computer work. I seemed stressed out and then my friend came up and hugged me. After that I woke up.
After expierencing dream 1, I woke up in the same position I always have when I wake up in when I have crazy dreams. Cocooned in my own blankets. I woke up and looked at the clock 4:13
I went back to sleep.
Dream 2: (Forward) This next dream is a bit more suspense filled, reminds me of the movie Signs. But Anyways....
Dream 2 starts off with me seeing this family just doing ordinary house work/farm work when all of a sudden there is a crash in the midst of their corn fields. I remember seeing the family figures running back into their houses and locking everything up. Here's where it becomes like a movie cross, between Signs & The Thing. The way these aliens "overcame" was by inducing a stinger like thing to peoples necks. But they also had a very simple down fall and that was something like pepper. Once again upon waking, cocoon state.
Dream 3: (Forward) This dream reminds me of being in New Mexico, with all the crazy mountains. In this dream, it was me, Kevin Bacon, and Emilo Estevez just out running cross country across the rugged terrain of New Mexio or somewhere like that. Kevin Bacon brought his music and so he was sorta of like the "loner." Emilo was always ahead of me. The only significant I remember about this dream was that I was trying to climb up this incline and I remember I stopped to rest but I ended up falling asleep (in dream). I almost lost balance when Emilo shook up me. I wonder what woulda happened if I'd fallen? Hmmm. I remember climbing up top. Then I woke up.
This time when I woke up, I woke with my one leg off my bed, my head in the frame, and one arm under me, the other in the frame.
I don't know the significance of noting the sleeping patterns, but somewheres I read that you should remember how you wake up.
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